Tang He was ashamed, but now that the trial had begun, otherwise he would definitely break the jar and kill Hongyun, and he wouldn't care what the consequences would be if he shot in this secret realm, at this time, he just wanted to kill all the people who laughed at him.

"Alas, these young geniuses are all psychologically fragile, far from being able to compare with those top-notch creatures in the Flood Wilderness!"

Hongyun shook his head slightly, and his heart collapsed at the slightest frustration, if he only had such a psychological endurance, he was afraid that he would have collapsed and died a long time ago, so could he still establish a huge Western sect with this difficult brother?

Although the Western Sect can only be regarded as the lowest-level force in this Xuanyuan Eternal Universe, this is because the flood is relatively low-level, not to mention the heels of the quasi-mention and introduction, with the resilience of the two of them, if they let go of the Xuanyuan Eternal Universe, there will definitely be great achievements, and the absolute avenue can be expected.

Hongyun couldn't help but despise the younger generation of the Xuanyuan Eternal Universe again, feeling that the younger generation here were all flowers in the greenhouse.

This is also related to the fact that Hongyun has not been in contact with the demons of the younger generation for the time being, after all, up to now, he has come into contact with either the old immortals of the elder generation, or the cannon fodder-level figures such as outer disciples.

After thinking about it, the fourth round of thunder finally cleaved.

"Boom!"

Tang He's whole body was shocked, his prayers had no effect, and four thunderbolts slashed down around him, one of which happened to be on him!

"It's over!"

Tang He's eyes were hollow, his whole body was weak and weak, and he was paralyzed.

"Grandpa!

Tang He propped his hands on the ground, looked at Tang Binghuan helplessly, and asked for help with a wail.

At this time, Tang Binghuan's face was as black as the bottom of a pot, and he felt that his old face had been lost by Tang He.

At this time, Tang He's status in his heart has plummeted, and he has no opinion when he encounters major events, such a person has limited achievements and is not worthy of his hard work.

"Hmph! Waste, lose my face! Look at the way you look now! What is the difference between you and waste? This will collapse? Why did your father give birth to you this waste? I should have let you put you on the wall in the first place!"

After Tang Binghuan finished speaking, he left without looking back, he felt hot on his face, especially his sworn enemy Ma Hongchao was looking at it, which made him even more ashamed, fortunately Ma Hongchao did not say sarcastic words at this time, otherwise Tang Binghuan would definitely go berserk.

After Tang Binghuan left, Lu Xiuqi was dumbfounded, this reversal was a little inexplicable, he couldn't understand why Tang Binghuan's grandfather and grandson came complacently and walked away.

"Grandpa! No, you can't go!" Tang He lost his soul, saw Tang Binghuan gone, and immediately burst into tears, staggered to his feet, and ran out after Tang Binghuan, just two steps, but suddenly as if he had tripped over something, he fell to the ground with a pop, and fell into, but there was nothing in front of him.

"Has bad luck started?" Hongyun watched Tang He fall on the ground,

After the two left, the presiding disciple who presided over Tang River Time was sneering, his face was quite proud, and he couldn't be happier to see Tang Binghuan and the two of them deflated.

The smile on his face could not be concealed, and he hurriedly reported the results of the Tang River trial, feeling the same as his own results.

"Okay, the old man is in a good mood today, and the trial can begin!

Ma Hongchao looked at Hongyun excitedly, the look of gratitude in his eyes was hard to hide, sure enough, his guess was really right, if he offended the son of luck, he would definitely be unlucky!

Hongyun looked at Ma Hongchao with an excited face, this old man seemed to have a deep gratitude in his eyes?

Why is this old man grateful to himself? Does he know that he is the one who took care of the Tang River? No, he uses systematic means, so how can ordinary people know about it?

"Don't worry about the host, this Ma Hongchao should think that you are a son of luck, and think that Tang Binghuan will definitely be unlucky if he offends you!" the system explained.

"Oh! That is to say, this Ma Hongchao thinks that I am the protagonist, and if I offend the protagonist's villain, I will definitely be unlucky, this is the protagonist's own buff, which is caused by passivity, and I didn't find out that I took the initiative to cause it?"

"That can be explained!" replied the system.

"Okay, let's try it, let's see how good my luck has been!"

"Do you want to know about the host?"

"What do you know?" asked Hongyun, puzzled.

"Find out how far your luck will go!"

"No, no, no, it's a shame to spoiler! Eat one bite at a time! The trial has to be done step by step, and if you know the answer from the beginning, it's boring!" Hongyun quickly shook his head and said in denial.

"Okay!" the system saw that Hongyun denied it, and said no more.

"This system is becoming more and more humane, and now I know that it is considered for me! I really want to know his true face!" Hongyun muttered in his heart.

Hongyun's thoughts, the system naturally knows, but this time, as usual, he didn't speak again, and he has been hiding the identity of the system, even if Hongyun is curious, he can only guess, fortunately, Hongyun is not the kind of person who will die if he doesn't get an answer.

With Ma Hongchao's permission, Hongyun's luck qualification test finally began.

Like the Tang River, in the air above Hongyun's head, a catastrophic cloud floated in the air.

"Boom!"

A thunderbolt struck, but it landed very far away from the red cloud.

Seeing this, Ma Hongchao settled down in his heart, waved his hand, and signaled that the presiding disciple could continue to do so.

The presiding disciple nodded, urging the token, and the speed at which the thunder fell began to increase.

Hongyun can be said to be the most relaxed person among the people present, because he knows that if it is another test, he may still be worried, especially the heel test, although the heel test accounts for the least proportion of the four categories of qualification tests, but he can't relax, because the real genius, no matter what, is the most demonic level, just like the modern, partial students, in the modern era of looking at the total score of the score, can not be regarded as a real scholar.

With the increase in the speed of the thunder, Hongyun is like an old monk in a fixed place, whether it is on the surface or in the heart, there is no fluctuation, at this time, he is doing one thing: try to contact the flood wilderness!

It's been a while since I left the flood famine, I don't know what happened to the flood famine at this time, whether the god tribulation has passed, whether several disciples have been wronged, Nuwa doesn't think about herself, is the ginseng fruit of Zhen Yuanzi's family ripe......

Before leaving, he left one of his hybrid clones in the Flood Desolation, however, the Xuanyuan Eternal Universe was too far away from the Flood Desolation, and he and the Mixed Yuan clone had long since completely lost contact, so he had nothing to do with what happened in the Flood Wilderness after he left.